I watched her think it over and the struggles on her face were almost too easy to read, if only because they mirrored so many of my own internal struggles only magnified by the dual insecurity and confidence of youth. In some ways I'm proud of her though because if she acted like she had all the answers it would have show immaturity more than anything. There will be serious repercussions to whatever we do here and we want to try and minimize the bad ones.
"Maggie, you'll probably say something stupid. Hell's bells, I'll probably say something more stupid than you. But I promise if you don't over think what you say you'll be fine. You might not love to chat up random racist strangers in their bar but you're good at talking. You don't bullshit people and they can tell. They might not always like what you have to say but they'll respect you for it. I know I do," I said. Casually dropping that last part in there like it's not a big deal, like I'm not risking a sort of snarky comment about how I don't really respect her. Because that honesty of hers is a double edged sword and I know I'm more vulnerable than anyone to having it cut me. When you so desperately want someone's love and affection you open yourself up to having them wound you deeply. But Maggie is worth it.
"And together is good. Because who would be crazy enough to bring their old man to a bar if they were planning on blowing it up, right?" I asked. I didn't ask who would be crazy enough to bring their daughter to a bar if they were planning on blowing it up though because anyone who has ever met met knows that answer to that question is "Harry Dresden".
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Date: 2018-02-07 02:20 pm (UTC)I watched her think it over and the struggles on her face were almost too easy to read, if only because they mirrored so many of my own internal struggles only magnified by the dual insecurity and confidence of youth. In some ways I'm proud of her though because if she acted like she had all the answers it would have show immaturity more than anything. There will be serious repercussions to whatever we do here and we want to try and minimize the bad ones.
"Maggie, you'll probably say something stupid. Hell's bells, I'll probably say something more stupid than you. But I promise if you don't over think what you say you'll be fine. You might not love to chat up random racist strangers in their bar but you're good at talking. You don't bullshit people and they can tell. They might not always like what you have to say but they'll respect you for it. I know I do," I said. Casually dropping that last part in there like it's not a big deal, like I'm not risking a sort of snarky comment about how I don't really respect her. Because that honesty of hers is a double edged sword and I know I'm more vulnerable than anyone to having it cut me. When you so desperately want someone's love and affection you open yourself up to having them wound you deeply. But Maggie is worth it.
"And together is good. Because who would be crazy enough to bring their old man to a bar if they were planning on blowing it up, right?" I asked. I didn't ask who would be crazy enough to bring their daughter to a bar if they were planning on blowing it up though because anyone who has ever met met knows that answer to that question is "Harry Dresden".